Boy, it’s been nearly a month since my last post. In that time I have interviewed, dreamed about what I could do with my pay, ridden my bike a lot, flew to another country without my passport, gone to the beach, and gotten a bit of a tan. I also got to hang out with [...]
Posts Tagged ‘family’
Place Holder
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged family, getting out of the house, hobbies, travel, work on May 27, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
Ramping Up
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged blood & guts, boyfriend, cocinando, family, food, getting out of the house, london, wedding on January 21, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
Sunday morning, heading back south of the river from Bow, I was on the number 78 and crossing Tower Bridge when I looked out the window and had my first I-love-London moment. One day later, walking back over a different bridge at night, bike and boyfriend along this time, I had another. Maybe it’s just [...]
Wedding Bells
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged boyfriend, chores, england, family, travel, wedding on January 18, 2010 | 2 Comments »
Less than a week to the big day! I have a lot to do today, call a hair stylist, take my wedding dress to the cleaner, figure out how to get an American appliance to work here on 220V (yes, I know, a converter. still have to make sure I have the right adaptors, too, [...]
Things & Stuff & Junk
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged bikes & biking, family, friends, getting out of the house on December 12, 2009 | 4 Comments »
Irony of the day: wearing my pink Local Girls t-shirt, sporting two different shades of hot pink nail polish (hey, I was testing out ridiculous pinks) and complaining about when bike companies put pink stuff on women’s accessories. Bike shipping box, fork and dropout spacers, even tubing foam wrap! procured from LBS and I am [...]
Interlude
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged family, getting out of the house, lost on December 8, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Driving to St. Petersburg to pick up my mother, sin cell phone because I do not currently own one, I become disoriented and forget whether or not I am supposed to take the 66th Ave. exit or another one or what and stop to find a pay phone. Walk into diner, no pay phone. Walk [...]
